Its Saturday night and Im all alone
Sitting here right by my phone
And Im not fooling anyone, no, no
But no one knows what Im all about
They look at me without a doubt
But they dont know anything, no, no
Its all right here
I dont care where it is that I...
There is a time for those tears,
Moments to collide with the knife,
But tonight let me show you the world,
The world of insanity,
Twisted corners with the jagged screams,
Dancing horrors from the nightmares within,
Every step I take causes the voices to cry in pain,
at random times, and it tends to require a lot of my focus. As fellow musicians know, the inspiration doesn't last. So if I'm ever chatting or engaged in something with you, but am not responsive, it's probably because I'm working on a musical idea I'm trying to write down...
Not that I want to make you cry...But I've always loved those songs that go right for the deepest, darkest, hardest things we have to deal with in this chaotic world.
I keep hoping to find ways to write about things so personal and so true that, like digging through to China...
where I can get the pay
sometimes the railroad, sometimes the REA
I drive a big truck on the side at night
I drive to where the money is right
Love my money Love my money Love it green
The best I have seen!
This is a rock and roll one, the lyrics are driven by my talk with...
As I was growing up, many times I would sit in a nearby room and listen to my mother pray. Sometimes she would pray for over 2 hours naming all twelve of her children and I would patiently wait to hear my name and hope she would pray for me. My eyes would tear up and I felt so...
I wrote this song one night quite easily and quickly - then I proposed to my now wife. We'd been livin together for 12 years and I thought that was long enough...people who say that marriage after a long period of living together doesn't change anything - bullshit...everything...
I wrote this story based on a dream I had several years ago. The Bible say's in the days of Moses they had the laws of God engraved on tablets of stone. Today, let the Holy spirit engrave them upon the fleshly tablets of thine heart...
La reine pour ton coeur,
comme parler une langue tres froid,
est-ce que tu voudrais une entree?
La huitre tare sont ouverte,
La huitre tare et l'abus sexuel.
Le roi est le soleil tres brille!
retire-toi avant de jouir,
la huitre est chaud, attache-moi!
I've written over 100 songs. My true dream is to connect with some producers who want to collaborate with me and make a song, and I'd hire singers.
The bad part is I live in a small town and don't know any singers. I've tried reaching out to people on Craigslist, to no avail...
what could easily be hundreds of songs written in the drawers of my room or folders in my closet.
I even wrote one complete song for an up & coming band in high school & co-wrote some of their songs after the lead singer & I became friends & he expressed an interest in my...
ook, heres another one I wrote. This one though is much more recent. I wrote it last week.
I'm always looking for the one person
who'll over look my flaws and understand my mind
its a big day you may meat that, special person
born from song
created in the dissonnce and harmony of this aotearoa sublime
carved in symphonies of community
my life is the empty page
for every lyric
in this way
through verse, chorus, bridge and refrain
for I would stand upon a...
the music is really good too may record it this weekend!I look at myself before I get to the mirrorWonder why things have become what they are ??What I do-my voice cuts thru the walls nowBut only mine-counting up my cancellation prizesAnd pick one for todayPeople watch me walk...
Don't answer I'm not meant to understand
Every one around is so confused, they only sense solid earth and land
You come to me, you tell me you are there, so briefly now and less and less just like the fear that is so much gone
You sleep now, you sleep, so deep, you sleep, sleep...
I am 23 an been writing since I was 14
But use to hide my writing skills away
Only recently I have came out my shell
And showed family an friends
They say I have got talent and could progress
As a songwriter/lyricist
I would like to work with other songwriters
Help them an...
Junk on the floor junk in the hall
Still I don't understand stop motion makes me hollow
So strange inside I stare at the wall
Colors so cool, paint, you put it there
How can it be you were just here
The stop motion catches us all I guess
mystery of the world no less
Try to see
Try to see,
What I'm feeling inside,
They can't see,
What I feel inside,
Why can't they see,
Why don't they see,
That I'm crying in my bed,
Beggin for forgivness,
Hopin something someone will,
Take away all this pain,
But they have to try to see.
So I'll laugh,
I was five. I would pretend I had a cane and top hat like the WB frog and, tap dancing around, I'd sing,
I'll never run away
I'll never run away
I'll never run away again. (repeat 20 times)
Needless to say, I had never actually run away at that point. Poetic license and...
Be nice. It's a diamond in the rough. Let me know what you think? And any suggestions :)
Intoxicating, just like an adrenaline rush
You knocked me off my feet, boy you were oh so lush
Now I’m sitting here picking up the pieces
But I finally have a thesis
What is love?
If i could walk
Up the highest mountain
Fly the sky's
An swim any ocean
Il give my all
To come rescue you
Spread your wings
Dont be afraid I will guide you thru
Il stop the rain an showers
Live our life
Like its our final hours (oohhhhh)
after phaseStrange Cold Wind and the sticks of white sageGotta Be Happy Once again-Don't let history take you downCan't stand in the corner while they puzzle and sweartreating you like a fresh virgin circus clown-but they claim to careWhat About?? Flounder skin boogie What...
so a guy can sing it.
DROP EVERYTHING NOW!
"You say I move like a full on rainstorm,
And you're a house of cards.
You say I'm reckless and you oughta be running
but we- both know that you won't get far.
I stood there in front of you girl,
Close enough to...
Well most of my songs are intended to be closer to the genre of the fray (pop-rock and speak to a deeper level of emotion than most)...this next one I can envision as more of a country song (like one of Taylor Swift's more upbeat songs where she kind of sing/talks. Let me know...
ones to fly
Never knowing the call
know when to let us go
intermission for the show
I can let go and still love
I'll fly with you when the wind is slow
I met a cat with no eyes
And she sees everything
I know a dog born with one leg
We cannot catch him
I met a Man that feared...
write it. I always thought that more the point than playing someone else's stuff.
I've written loads of songs. I have had a couple of albums released and won a couple of awards over the years. I'm in a dry period in the last few months but sometime soon the writing bug will...
i want to know what you guys think. I think you would be able to figure out the flow on this one.
Nobody is perfect
We all live in our own life,
Thinking we need to be better than everyone else that is at flight,
We walk by without recognize,
Even ignoring the ones we once said...
Nothing better than writing a song, getting it together with a band and playing it live, or better still hearing it on the radio (yes it has happened quite a few times) ... or best still seeing it on TV (a couple of times) .. like a childhood dream come true ..
This song came to me in a very odd way. I woke up one morning singing the chorus and as I laid there, I thought to myself, "I've never heard this song before!" but some of the words sound familiar. I woke up singing, 'My cup is filled up it runneth over, my cup is filled up it...
mostly just list it as "Lights", in 1996 I had just started dating my wife that I was married to until her untimely death Nov. of 2014, on this particular weekend she was visiting her Mom in SC, we lived in Ga. at the time. I was working in my recording studio, I had had a dream...